And In my wake, a stream obscene
Does stain the pavement ‘neath my shoes,
Like Neptune drowning Travertine-
From whence it flows I have no clues.
Continue reading “Fontana Rossa”
And as I watch it develop its own legs and stumble its way into the world, I cant help but reminisce of the last few years that I have spent feeding it, grooming it, and staying up late watching movies with it.
My main project over the last few years has been a dystopian sci-fi novel called ‘Moppers Anonymous’. The cover and blurb are there for your perusal at the bottom of this blog post, and now here’s the story of its conception, in 3 questions.